I'm dreaming of a White Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten And children listen to hear sleigh bells in the snow.*
Tailored by Tunesmith Irving Berlin for the suave, sleepy voice of Cinemactor Bing Crosby, this song (from Paramount's Holiday Inn) originally expressed the longing for sleet and ice of an Easterner marooned among the palm trees of Hollywood. But with thousands of U.S. servicemen facing snowless Christmases from North Africa to Guadalcanal, White Christmas has unexpectedly become the first big sentimental song hit of World War II.
Result: a sale, up to last week, of...